Tuesday, February 2, 2010

I'm afraid its all been wasted time


I contemplated leaving that and making it my entire post for added emphases on that statement but decided against it. But seriously more snow?!? Then more again over the weekend? What did I do in a past life to deserve this? It has to have been in a past life because there is nothing I have ever done, not even put together to deserve this much snow. I must have been a sick sick person. I’ll know how sick I really was if there’s just enough snow to still have to work tomorrow but just makes everything a mess and am completely trapped in over the weekend.

I can’t complain too much though, I was gonna be stuck inside working all weekend anyway. I’ve graduated out of my bedroom in my parents’ house to the basement haha. So I’ll be spending the rest of the week moving furniture up and downstairs and getting my room ready. I’m actually pretty excited about this because I now will have a bedroom and living room to myself and my own bathroom and entrance to the house. So what does that really add up too? Less encounters with my parents. Save money since I don’t have to get an actual apartment and buy some pretty cool stuff. I really just want a nice 30 some odd inch TV and a PS3 to help me pass the time while sitting by myself in my room passing the time. Or when I’m snowed in!!!

Maybe when I’m snowed in I can build my vocabulary and learn to write really well and think of a bunch of different topics so this blog will be less dull and maybe even somewhat fascinating. Who am I kidding, if I had free time to lounge around those are probably last on the list, even after clean, do my make up, and cut my finger nails with chainsaws. Ya that wasn’t really funny but you get the point. Actually do you get the point? The point was I won’t do that, so I’m just not going to lie to you or myself. I cant even get myself to change right now. I’ve been home for two hours; really it’s only been two hours?!? I haven’t even changed or showered yet. I’m sitting in my long johns, thermal shirt and mixed matched slippers. Its actually a pretty sexy look but I digress. I smell like burnt steel and my hands and face are pretty black. The joys of this job. Back to the point, what was the point? I don’t know and I’m not reading back to figure it out because I don’t care. Which might have been my original point in the first place?

Since I have resorted to bickering with myself I think now would be a good time to end this and go shower and change. Yet after writing that I still just find myself sitting at my computer as if I were glued to my chair. I really disappoint myself sometimes

1 comment:

  1. I'm going to have to say this is one of my favorite blogs so far! I loved the little part about the snow. I'd have to say don't worry about your vocabulary. I'm a writer and still don't have a very big vocabulary. Love you! Stay positive! Snow isn't all that bad. :P